…"It’s different this time."
Loneliness crushed his cigarette beneath his black
boot and stared at the evening sky. It was still drizzling and the night had
turned cold. I could see his breath when he sighed. "Have you ever stopped
thinking that you are never enough? Have you completely exterminated the
thought that you don’t deserve to be loved? Have you ever felt beautiful? More
importantly, my good friend, when I started talking, did you ever stop thinking
that you will lose again?”
I took a long drag of my cigarette, tossed it over
the bridge, and watched it falter in the wind before disappearing in the river.
I looked Loneliness in the face and saw the hint of a smirk. That damn smirk. I
opened my mouth to present an argument. I had none.
"Don’t struggle anymore," said Loneliness, laying
a firm hand on my exhausted shoulder, on my disenchanted and disintegrating
soul. "Just give in. You know you eventually will. Why fight such an innocuous
inevitability?"
2 comments:
These posts you have been making over the past week or so, have me enthralled. It just feels so real. I am not sure, if its because you are putting all of yourself into it or if its because I am really feeling it.
Probably both.
Thank you for the kind words. I have been in high gear attempting to settle here in Tucson, AZ. It's a nice place. If all goes well, I may put my plans on traveling to Puerto Rico on hiatus or not. I haven't decided.
Glad you are enjoying the blog.
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